I was born in a crossfire hurricane
And I howled at my ma in the driving rain
But it's alright now, in fact it's a gas!
I said it's alright, I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas, gas, gas!
I was raised by a toothless bearded hag
I was schooled with a strap right across my back
But it's alright now, in fact it's a gas!
I said it's alright, I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas, gas, gas!
I was drowned, washed up and left for dead
I fell down to my feet and I saw they bled
I frowned at the crumbs of a crust of bread
I was crowned with a spike right through my head
But it's alright now, in fact it's a gas!
I said it's alright now, I'm Jumpin' Jack Flash, it's a gas, yes, it is!
